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• Artiste: Gregory Alan Isakov
• Titre: Southern Star
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Oh my drunken southern star How you tried to hide in darkness Slipped from orbit Now you’re dangerously close Come out, come out From all your hiding out We’ll dig in our heels Salute the battlefields Where our broken hearts were born, ohh And the storm clouds are thirsty I can see them bursting, watch them gathering light And the walls in the bedroom now are pounding out Were we broken open baby, maybe just a crack Swore I heard you whisper that you preferred us like that, ohh My broken open child Were we thirsty, thorned with wild eyes Still, we are slaves to the sirens of the salty sea Ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh